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Third persons POV She stared blankly at the wall, trying to pinpoint the source of her pain as the fan turned slowly above her. What exactly was hurting her? What had kept her sitting there for so long, lost in her thoughts? Was it the fact that someone had forgotten her birthday? Or maybe it was because she feared she had been right all along? In the end, none of it seemed to matter.
*"This hurts,"* she thought as she finally rose and headed to the bathroom, the clock ticking away the seconds. *"Maybe we're just growing up?"* she mused, searching for the reason behind the deep ache, only to realize they were all drifting apart.
She recalled the times when she felt truly free—the game nights, the meet-ups, all the moments they had shared. As she grew older, she began to see their friendship as both a blessing and a curse, something she knew would eventually cause her pain. And now, she was right—it had. She found herself torn between wanting the friendship to end to avoid the hurt, and the fear of causing pain to the others.
She no longer had the courage to say, *"I love you,"* or even, *"I'm sorry."* Those words still held significant meaning for her, but she wasn’t sure if they meant anything to the others anymore.
As she showered, letting the water wash over her face, memories flooded back, each one more painful than the last. *"Grow up,"* she muttered angrily to herself.
She knew she had to grow up, to avoid being left behind. She needed to cherish those memories without letting them hurt her so much. She had to learn to toughen up because those days were gone, and this was what she had wanted.
It hurt to think they might have forgotten, or worse, that they knew and didn’t care—or maybe they were just too busy? She kept trying to find excuses, but they all fell apart. *"It’s fine,"* she said to herself as she stepped out of the shower and put on her best clothes. *"It’ll be fine… we’re too old to be emo about this,"* she murmured, slipping on her shoes as the clock continued to tick.
She then stood up and walked out the door, heading to the familiar bridge where she always hung out. She stayed there for the night, watching the reflection of the water as darkness settled in. Suddenly, she heard a loud *bang* and looked up, wondering who would be setting off fireworks, only to remember that today was a holiday.
*"Vii-sama~"* a cheerful voice called out as she watched the fireworks light up the sky. She felt arms wrap around her and looked down to see a familiar face. *"Hehe, happy birthday! I knew you'd be here,"* the girl giggled. She smiled and replied, *"Sorry about that, princess."*
*"It’s fine,"* another voice chimed in, drawing her attention upward.
She turned to see her other friend standing beside her, smiling warmly. The night air was cool, but the warmth of their presence soothed the ache in her heart. The fireworks continued to burst in brilliant colors above them, illuminating the night sky. For a moment, she felt a wave of relief, the sadness fading away like the last of the evening mist.
*"You didn’t forget,"* she whispered, more to herself than to them. The doubt, the fear, the pain—all of it began to dissolve in the light of their laughter and the comfort of their company.
*"Of course not,"* the second voice replied gently. *"We wouldn’t miss it for the world."*
They stood together, watching the fireworks in silence, letting the moment speak for itself. The pain of the past now felt distant, replaced by a quiet understanding. Maybe things had changed, maybe they were growing up and drifting apart, but at this moment, they were together, and that was enough.
As the last of the fireworks lit up the sky, she closed her eyes and smiled, a genuine smile this time. The friendship that once felt like a curse now served as a reminder of the good times they had shared. She had feared growing apart, but tonight, she realized that some bonds are strong enough to withstand the distance.
*"Happy birthday,"* they said in unison, pulling her into a warm embrace.
*"Thank you,"* she replied, her voice steady and sure. For the first time in a long while, she felt at peace. The future was uncertain, but at that moment, surrounded by the people who mattered most, she knew everything would be okay.
The night eventually came to an end, but the memory of this moment stayed with her—a reminder that even as they grew older and changed, some things would always remain, like the feeling of belonging and the certainty that, no matter what, they would always find their way back to one another.
